Don’t You Like Me

The illusory door in front of the male ghost opened. He was like a person who was rushed in and slammed into it. He took a two-step retreat and looked shocked: "Who are you..."

The voice has not fallen, he has been knocked to the ground, he initially called for help to resist, but the other party seems to be crowded, he has no power to fight back. The tall, thin body shrimp curled up like a shrimp, and the abdomen was vainly protected. It was obviously washed and washed. The clothes were stained with ash. When he was beaten, he also wiped the blood from the lower corner of his mouth. He didn’t seem to want to see it. It’s too embarrassing.

After a smashing, the male ghost began to cough blood violently. He coughed and turned over by the invisible beater. He seemed to be forced to kneel on the ground. Someone straightened him. Fingers, he stunned for a moment, and the dark eyes suddenly filled with fear.

"I beg you!" The male ghost struggled, "Don't touch my hand...ah!"

When the words were not finished, they became a scream of screaming. The five fingers of his left hand suddenly seemed to be flattened by something. However, he only sighed with a cry and then pleaded with urgency. A thing that is impossible at all: "Please give me a hand..."

The opposite person seems to say something, the man's blood and tears eloquently said: "I did not seduce Master Ji Da! Please!"

"..." Lin Feiran's lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't bear to look at it again. When he looked away from the line of sight, his ear screamed again, and he didn't have to think about what happened.

"It's all in the past, these are just replays." Gu Kaifeng whispered and whispered, reaching out to Lin Feiran and kicking him into his arms.

After the male ghost's hand was abolished by the thugs, the replay of this scene ended.

Time seems to have passed again for a few days. The clothes on the male ghost have been changed, and the injury on the hand seems to have been dealt with simply. He looks at the piano in front of the piano, and the face that is beaten by the beater is blue and swollen. Like a rugged mask. He sat in front of the piano for a moment, pulled a thin piece of material from the front pocket of his coat with a wounded hand, and took a look, and for a moment, he opened his mouth and cried silently. He cried and shivered with two injured hands on the piano to pop up a few incoherent notes. These ugly notes seemed to be the last straw to crush the camel. The male ghosts were stimulated by them. Suddenly Losing his senses, his eyes were mad, roaring with his fists and licking the keys, and the wounds that had not healed were suddenly smeared with blood and blood.

The male ghost was so hysterical for a while, then slammed up and waved the score on the music stand, bent over and lifted the bench to walk aside a few steps, then he stepped onto the bench with a desperate look. Put something on your neck, and the thin body floats like a pendulum of the wall clock...

After the replay of these two scenes, the male ghost has become the original look. Most of the body is hidden in the piano. The fleshy and fuzzy hands are in vain on the black and white keys that he loved during his lifetime.

Later, Lin Feiran almost couldn't bear to look at it. He looked pale and white and insisted on calmly saying: "Have you seen it?"

"Yeah." Gu Kaifeng nodded and pulled Lin Feiran away. He went to the place where the male ghost couldn't hear it and whispered. "Look at this meaning as if he and the great young master are a pair. His hand is gone, then he seems to open something in front of the piano..."

Lin Feiran’s brain flashed through the sadness of the dog’s blood in the TV series. Xiaosheng and Gu Kaifeng bite their ears: “Isn’t it... wedding invitation?”

The puppet who had been opposed by the family and smashed the door to the door, lost the last hope of the pianist who had lost his hands and lost his way, and ended his life in despair. Such speculation seems to correspond exactly.

Gu Kaifeng: "I see it too."

Lin Feiran clenched his fists and hugged the male ghost: "How is that person!"

Gu Kaifeng looked at the male ghost: "If it is, then this young master is really alive, how did I not have many windows in his house."

Lin Feiran: "..."

"You still have a chance." Lin Feiran silently said, "I don't think we will go to the Ji's Mansion this weekend, maybe we can find something that will make him eliminate the obsessive."

At present, the biggest obsession of this male ghost should be the piano, because after his death, even the soul is attached to this piano, and the second should be the betrayal of his homosexual, the great master. Lin Feiran really can't think of any way to make this male ghost recover the ability to play the piano under the current conditions, so he can only start from Ji Xuan. This ghost experience is simply miserable. If Lin Feiran has already developed a certain resistance to this scene, now 80% will cry into a dog, so Lin Feiran wants to help him, even if he can't go back, at least help him put down. Some resentment will not repeat the desperate death scene every day.

"Well, we will go during the day on Sunday." Gu Kaifeng promised to raise his hand and lick Lin Lin's hair. "It's almost nine o'clock. Go back to the bedroom today."

The two walked side by side on the tree-lined road leading to the bedroom. The summer plants were flourishing, and the breathing room was filled with the fresh air of grass and green leaves. Lin Feiran took a deep breath and sighed long, the whole person looked Go up and go.

"What's the baby?" Gu Kaifeng saw no one left and right, grabbed Lin Feiran's hand, and he was interlocked with his fingers. The voice was very gentle. "What you saw just now is the past. Let's say that we are not decided. Want to help him, don't make yourself feel bad."

Lin Feiran nodded and obediently responded.

Gu Kaifeng smiled and said: "Hey."

The two men walked quietly for a short distance. Seeing that Lin Feiran still couldn’t lift his spirit, Gu Kaifeng suddenly called out with a full resentment: "Of course."

Lin Feiran blinked his eyes: "Well?"

Gu Kaifeng made a grievance: "I found that you are not sticking to me at all."

Lin Feiran’s attention was drawn to this sentence, and he retorted: “I am with you almost twenty-four hours a day, obviously sticking to you.”

Gu Kaifeng snorted and said: "I used to see ghosts and then rushed to my husband. I went to the toilet to accompany my husband. After a while, I posted it and touched me. I can’t wait for me. I chase me every day. Spoiled, now it’s ok, the wings are hard...”

Do not take the initiative to send a hug!

"My wings are not hard, then I still stick you like before..." Lin Feiran softly sprinkled with a soft, clasped an arm of Gu Kaifeng in his arms, and looked at Gu Kaifeng or pretended to be stinky. Around Gu Kaifeng, he was as tired as a koala on his back, whispering, "Husband is carrying me."

Gu Kaifeng snorted and sighed, and Lin Feiran carried his back on his back and walked toward the bedroom.

"Kissing husband."

"..."

"The left ear is close, the right ear."

"..."

"The face is also."

"..."

"neck."

"..."